with a man, but she’d hold on to that information a little while. “Are you uncomfortable? Holding yourself up like this?”
He shook his head. “I don’t want to move. Ever.”
“Me, either. I think it’s the mustache that makes the difference.”
“Oh, we haven’t even put the mustache to work yet.” She shivered, and he laughed, a low rumbling. She put her arms around his neck to hold him and just closed her eyes, comfortable and relaxed like never before. “Do you need to fall asleep?” he asked.
“Nope. Not tired.”
“Good. I’m not tired, either,” he said. “I’d like to check and see if it can get better than perfect....”
Her eyes opened in surprise. “Really?”
“Oh, really,” he said. And then he clutched her close and rolled with her until they were on their sides, still locked together.
In the early morning, Conner pulled Leslie close and nuzzled her, kissing the back of her neck. She mewled and snuggled closer, and he splayed a big hand over her belly. He wanted her again, but he didn’t want to wear her out. They’d made love three times in the night, and while it seemed she slept, curled up against him, he didn’t sleep much. Instead, his mind was working.
She was perfect. Sweet, funny, passionate, smart. He couldn’t imagine what more a man could want. She should want a lot more than him, that was his next thought. And he was a little angry, too. He hoped it hadn’t shown, but the very idea that a man would tell her she wasn’t enough, it roared inside him with a carefully held fury. He knew who that would have been. She hadn’t been with many men. It would have been the cheating ex, the bastard. It made Conner want to mess up his face because it was becoming clearer by the hour just how much that asshole had hurt her. And hurt her. And hurt her.
People hadn’t acknowledged her hurt; they’d wanted her to move on. People did that because they get tired of hearing about it. No one ever knew what to say or how to help. He’d gotten a lot of sympathy after Samantha, but then they’d divorced, she’d gone into a treatment facility in another state, and in the mind of his few supporters, it had been time for him to let go before he made them any more uncomfortable.
He and Leslie shared another trait—he, too, wondered how badly he’d been lacking that his wife had needed others, so many others. He hadn’t revealed that to anyone and probably never would, but it made a man wonder. He would have given her anything she wanted, everything she wanted.
But no more. Now he was all for getting past it and hoped Leslie felt the same about her situation.
He was holding in his arms one of the best reasons to move on he’d rubbed up against in a couple of years. And it surprised him that he had absolutely no doubts about her. He wasn’t the least bit afraid that he’d come home someday and find her bouncing up and down on the cable guy. In fact, Leslie was so different that he instantly knew if he’d met her first, his entire life would have been different.
In fact, he wanted her like he’d never wanted a woman, including his wife. But he’d be very good to her, and when the time came, he’d tell her the truth about his dilemma and leave because he valued his life. And the lives of his sister and nephews.
She turned in his arms, facing him, burrowing her face into his neck.
“I woke you,” he said. “I didn’t mean to, but I have to get up.”
She made a protesting noise and snuggled closer.
“I have to drive to my cabin, shower and change. It’s Monday morning.” He pushed her curls away from her eyes. “Maybe you should call in....”
She giggled a little. “Call in what? Orgasmed to death?”
“You did say you were dying at least once,” he reminded her.
“We’re putting framers on the new construction today. I have to go.” She lifted her head. “When will I see you now that we’re not working on the same site?”
“When do you want to see me?”
“Will I scare you off if I say soon?”
“I don’t scare easy. Want me to sleep with you tonight?” he asked, running a hand down her spine.
She nodded. “I’ll make us dinner. I’ll even buy a six-pack to keep in my refrigerator.”
“What if you make me too comfortable?” he asked.